Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 71 Who doesn’t love yellow?
The renovation of the store sublet by Zeng Wenjie is nearing completion.

By this time, the decoration workers had already left work.

The store sign has been hung up, with a portrait of a cartoon gentleman wearing a top hat and sunglasses, and four big words next to it - Snacks are in a hurry.

Why are you so panicked? Because you’re afraid of being eaten.

This is Zeng Wenjie’s explanation to the outside world.

"Let's go in and take a look." Zeng Wenjie took out the key, opened the rolling shutter door, pulled it up, and went in.

Mu Qingyang followed with a bag of gifts in his hand. When the lights were turned on, he saw that the entire store had a bright yellow background with a small amount of black as decoration.

In today's era, this style of paint decoration is undoubtedly more ostentatious.

But this is a university town, and a store specially opened for college students needs to have a distinctive style and be bold and unrestrained.

Mu Qingyang asked curiously, "Why yellow? No other bright colors."

Zeng Wenjie turned his head to look at her, then took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, saying lazily: "Who in this world doesn't like to do porn? Yellow is so good, I started my career in gold!"

Mu Qingyang curled his lips, and then he took out the yellow European and American busty girl lighter and lit a cigarette.

This lighter is running out of gas, and Zeng Wenjie plans to buy another one of the same model after using it up.

"Just kidding, yellow is actually a color that is more friendly to the eyes. It is soft and bright. If it were any other color, I wouldn't be able to create the style I want," said Zeng Wenjie.

"This style of decoration is very rare. How did you come up with it?" Mu Qingyang asked, looking around the shop.

"And that little guy, he looks very distinctive."

"Did you design this too?"

Zeng Wenjie said: "The consumer group of snack shops is definitely young people. This is a university town, so the first consideration is to have a distinctive decoration style."

“It needs to be different from other convenience stores, supermarkets, etc., so that people can remember it at first glance.”

"That little man on the logo, I just came up with it randomly. I do have some basic drawing skills."

Mu Qingyang didn't expect that this guy was so talented.

"From now on, I can treat you to all kinds of snacks for free." Zeng Wenjie said happily.

The shop he opened was a complete copy of the snack shop he was busy with, except for changing one word in the name, nothing else was changed.

After all, a necessary element for being a reborn person is to follow certain historical laws.

Don't change too many things. No one knows whether that small change will affect the overall subsequent development.

When Mu Qingyang heard that he could eat all kinds of snacks, his eyes lit up and his throat moved a few times.

Zeng Wenjie immediately found it funny. This autistic girl is a hidden rich woman, so why is she so greedy for snacks? It’s really confusing!
The store had not been cleaned yet and was a mess, but Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but give Jiangshan some advice, telling her where to put the counter, where to put the shelves, and how to arrange the shelves.

Mu Qingyang listened very attentively, his eyes sparkling. Although he didn't say anything, his expression alone could provide people with supreme emotional value!
It’s amazing to be beautiful!
Zeng Wenjie felt like he was about to become a bootlicker.

"Let's go back." Mu Qingyang said in a low voice.

"What? You don't want to stay with me for a while longer?" Zeng Wenjie immediately became angry.

"I...I...I'm not saying that. If I don't go back, I'm going to stop updating and get scolded by my readers." Mu Qingyang stuttered.

Zeng Wenjie asked, "Did you write that novel?"

Mu Qingyang said, "It was written by a friend. I helped him upload it. When I have enough royalties, I will transfer it to him in one lump sum."

Zeng Wenjie suddenly felt a huge amount of pressure. He was afraid that he would have to find time to write novels in the future and then send them to Mu Qingyang using his real account.

"What do you think about the future of online shopping? Is it promising?" Zeng Wenjie asked the autistic girl next to him as he walked into the school.

"Yes, the Internet will become more and more developed." Mu Qingyang said.

Zeng Wenjie knew it of course, but he just wanted to make small talk so that Mu Qingyang could say a few more words.

Passing by a roadside stall, Zeng Wenjie stopped and bought a pair of black-framed glasses for thirty yuan and handed them to Mu Qingyang. "I'm not nearsighted," Mu Qingyang said.

"Put them on. These glasses go well with your usual clothes." Zeng Wenjie said lightly.

Mu Qingyang was a little resistant, and Zeng Wenjie's eyes immediately darkened. He said, "Why, you don't like street goods, right?!"

Mu Qingyang said, "Don't be so mean, I, I, I... I'll put it on!"

After saying this, she put on her glasses.

It's just a frame, without lenses, purely an accessory.

But after Mu Qingyang put on these glasses, his overall temperament immediately became a little refreshed.

Because the clothes she wore were all dark and large in size, in the following years, many girls liked to wear a pair of these larger black-framed glasses when wearing loose sweatshirts.

"Perfect." Zeng Wenjie snapped his fingers.

Mu Qingyang took a picture in front of the glass window of a store and felt that he did look a little better than usual.

Zeng Wenjie sent her to the girls' dormitory before waving goodbye to her.

"This is the kind of life students should live. What's the point of thinking about cross-provincial kidnapping and worrying about collecting gold all day long?" Zeng Wenjie went back leisurely whistling.

As soon as Mu Qingyang returned to the dormitory, he was immediately surrounded.

"Mumu, tell me the truth, did he touch you?"

"Did I play any dirty tricks on you?"

"Did he make any excessive demands?"

Mu Qingyang quickly waved his hands and begged for forgiveness, saying, "No, I just had a meal with him, gave me some gifts, and bought me these glasses, and then I came back."

Ouyang Yun was surprised and said, "That guy is so kind? Let me see what he gave you."

After opening it, the three of them couldn't help but look in disdain.

"Chili peppers and stones? This can't be called a gift!" Niu Fangfang was immediately very disappointed with Zeng Wenjie. She had admired him before.

"Really sending goose feathers from a thousand miles away?" Jiang Yu said with a half-smile.

Ouyang Yun was also at a loss for words and said, "I've seen people sending flowers, chocolates, clothes, and shoes, but I've never seen anyone sending chili peppers and stones!"

Mu Qingyang did not say anything. He quietly locked the gift from Zeng Wenjie in his small cabinet and took out the laptop.

"Mumu, didn't you call him stingy? He's about to become a boss, yet he still gave me such a shabby gift!" Niu Fangfang instigated.

"No."

"He should be scolded! Giving a gift is so thoughtless."

Mu Qingyang felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this. He frowned and wanted to lose his temper, but he forced himself to hold it back.

In the end, she could only grit her teeth and emphasized seriously: "Don't say it, I really like the gift he gave me!"

Seeing that Mu Qingyang's mood was a little off, the three of them looked at each other and stopped complaining about Zeng Wenjie's stinginess.

Early the next morning, Mu Qingyang got up again and went to the cafeteria to buy breakfast. Remembering that Zeng Wenjie said that chili peppers can be eaten with steamed buns, he bought a bunch of steamed buns and took them back.

She used a spoon to scoop out the oily chili-fried dried beef whistle from the bottle, spread it on the broken steamed bun, took a careful bite, and couldn't help but raise her beautiful eyebrows slightly!
"What a nice smell!" The chili peppers are spicy and delicious, and the beef is also flavorful. Mixed with the white flour buns, it's quite enjoyable to take a bite.

She quickly finished one steamed bun, and then gasped because of the spiciness, but she broke open the second steamed bun, picked it up, and endured the severe pain on her tongue as she began to chew it with relish.

Then, she ate the steamed bun while shedding tears...

"No way, Mumu, is this thing so delicious that it makes you cry?!" Jiang Yu, who had just washed his hands and was about to have breakfast, was shocked when he saw this scene.

Mu Qingyang hurriedly unscrewed the water bottle and took a big sip. He said with a sad face and sticking out his tongue, "It's spicy..."

(End of this chapter)